2024-12-26 14:44:43The Next Night
Seraphina stood in front of the mirror, ensuring her makeup was flawless.
The maroon satin gown she had chosen elegantly hugged her figure, highlighting her grace without appearing excessive.
Her red lipstick added a bold touch, as if declaring that tonight, she was the center of attention.
After confirming her appearance was perfect, she stepped out toward the car waiting to take her to the airport.
At the VIP terminal, she watched Dominic’s private jet land.
The lights on the runway reflected off her car’s window.
When Dominic finally exited thecabin, Seraphina immediately walked to greet him.
Dominic, dressed in a sharp navy-blue suit, returned the greeting with a small nod.
They walked side by side toward the car.
Dominic glanced at Seraphina briefly, inwardly acknowledging that this woman knew how to command attention.
His gaze involuntarily swept up and down her curvaceous figure, filled with intense aggression.
However, Seraphina didn’t feel the slightest bit offended.
On the contrary, she took pride in her own charm, a seductive smile unconsciously appearing at the corner of her lips.
“You’re going to love Moont Hotel, Dominic.”
Seraphina said, her voice sweet, her smile beautiful.
“The best hotel in the state, designed to host special guests like you.”
Dominic gave a faint smile, his eyes greedily taking in her curvaceous figure.
“The hotel might be the best, however, I bet it’s nothing compared to your hospitality.”
He felt a secret joy in his heart.
This time, not only could he get a free ride to the pinnacle of power, but he could also win a beautiful woman.
He was confident that by taking over Morow State, it would only take a few years to boost its GDP to $30 trillion.
With that achievement, a cabinet position would be within his grasp—power and wealth following in his youth.
What a huge gain!
Fifteen minutes later, the car pulled up in front of the hotel.
Seraphina stepped into Moont Hotel’s lobby with Dominic at her side.
As they passed through the main doors, a man in his fifties, wearing a warm smile, approached them.
“Dominic Lancaster,” he greeted warmly, extending his hand.
“Welcome to Morow State.”
“Thank you for the welcome, Governor Darrus. It’s an honor to be here.”
Governor Darrus chuckled lightly, his tone casual yet clearly meaningful.
“The honor is ours. Your name has long been the talk in business and political circles. I’m confident your presence here will make a significant impact.”
Seraphina offered her graceful smile.
“Father, Dominic is a man of vision. I’m certain Morow State will learn a lot from him.”
Darrus glanced at his daughter with the proud eyes of a father, then returned his focus to Dominic.
“I don’t doubt that. However, before we delve into grand visions, why not enjoy the dinner first? Seraphina has arranged everything.”
Dominic nodded politely while reluctantly shifting his gaze away from Seraphina.
“With pleasure. And I’d also like to learn more about Morow State from you.”
After a brief conversation, they proceeded to the VIP dining room in the hotel.
The long dining table in the VIP room was adorned with an ivory-white silk tablecloth, tall silver candlesticks casting a soft, warm glow.
In the center, an arrangement of white and burgundy roses was perfectly crafted, adding a subtle touch of elegance.
The first course arrived in style, carried by staff dressed in formal uniforms.
Plates of gold-rimmed porcelain were served with lobster Thermidor, garnished with an abundance of black caviar.
The aroma of butter and white wine quickly filled the room.
Shortly after, foie gras was served in perfect slices, accompanied by a smooth raspberry sauce, enhancing the visual appeal and providing a contrasting flavor.
Then came the star dish of the evening: a whole roasted lamb.
Served on a large platter, the lamb was surrounded by vibrant vegetables roasted in herb butter.
It alone cost $30,000.
Although it couldn’t compare to the highest level of dishes back in the capital, Dominic was secretly satisfied.
It didn’t look cheap, and that meant it matched his high status.
However, he didn’t show his pride but nodded approvingly.
The finest wines were chosen to complement each course.
The first bottle opened was a 1990 Chateau Margaux, with complex aromas of grape and spice.
The staff poured it into crystal glasses, reflecting the candlelight in mesmerizing ruby hues.
Course after course followed: wild salmon with saffron sauce, truffle risotto with edible gold, and dessert featuring Valrhona chocolate cake topped with flakes of pure gold.
The total cost of the dinner reached $300,000.
“Hope you enjoyed the welcoming dinner.”
Seraphina smiled, purposefully seductive.
Good!
Dominic smiled proudly.
He felt his importance was now fully noticed by the father and daughter.
Just then, the dining room door slowly opened.
The Hotel Manager entered with an enthusiastic smile.
The man was impeccably dressed in an elegant black suit, his appearance reflecting professionalism.
Yet, his bright eyes revealed an excitement he could barely contain.
“Miss Seraphina, I am Nelson, the manager of this hotel,” Nelson greeted with a respectful bow.
“It’s truly an honor to host you tonight. When I heard you made the reservation, I immediately knew tonight would be special. I hope you and your guest enjoy the experience at Moont Hotel.”
Seraphina gave a small smile, maintaining her cordial demeanor.
“Of course, Manager Nelson. You and your staff have done an excellent job.”
Nelson’s smile widened, then he glanced at Dominic briefly before refocusing on Seraphina.
His eyes seemed to search for someone he admired, but they weren’t among them.
“Oh, pardon me, but I can’t help asking… Where is Mr. Max? I was really hoping to meet him tonight.”
He’d heard many great things about Max.
And most importantly, if it wasn’t for Max’s helping hand, his whole business would have gone bankrupt a few weeks ago, and his family wouldn’t have suffered.
He knew he owed Max his life, and many thanks.
Silence suddenly filled the room.
Seraphina, who had appeared elegant earlier, suddenly furrowed her brows, and her gaze turned cold.
Even Governor Darrus showed a tense expression.
That name made him feel uncomfortable from all aspect.
“Manager Nelson,” Seraphina’s voice turned sharp, “I suggest you don’t ruin the atmosphere by mentioning that name.”
Manager Nelson looked confused, standing frozen.
“I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean-”
“Max,” Seraphina interrupted with a mocking tone, “is nothing more than a dog we kept out of kindness.”
“Do you really think he’s as great and accomplished as the rumors say? It’s truly laughable how people admire something so undeserving!”
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With his chest trembling with respect, Chief Furod called his team through the communicator. “All units, pull back from the location now. And make sure you are ready for a big dinner tonight. That is a direct order from Mr. Max.”Then he added the part about Max treating them to good food for an entire week.Hearing Chief Furod’s command through the walkie-talkie, two of his subordinates who were guarding the front door of the spa looked at each other. They could still hear the heavy voice of Chief Furod, trembling with respect, as he said, “Yes, Mr. Max! Thank you very much for your generosity.”The atmosphere that had been ordinary suddenly turned quiet. One of them, the man who had looked down on Max earlier, was shocked. “Did you hear that?” he whispered in disbelief. “He’s treating us to good food for a whole week?”His partner, a chubby man with narrow eyes, gaped in amazement. “And not just us, the whole team too! Damn, who’s that generous just because we stayed on duty for
0158
Chief Furod straightened his posture and said respectfully, “Allow me to introduce myself, Mr. Max. I am Furod, Chief of Police of Vesula.” His voice was firm, but the nervous tone could not be hidden. Cold sweat trickled down his temple even though the morning air was cool.Max looked at him without expression for several seconds. Then he turned to Aurora beside him. “Babe, go ahead to the spa restaurant. I will follow soon.”Aurora nodded gently, though she seemed a little hesitant to leave them. “Alright,” she said softly.She walked toward the corridor with light steps, leaving a faint fragrance of flowers in the air. As soon as Aurora disappeared from sight, the lobby fell silent again. Only the soft hum of the air conditioner and the slow footsteps of spa staff could be heard in the background.Max looked straight at Chief Furod. “Now, tell me,” he said coldly. “What made you come here?”Furod swallowed hard. He had faced many generals, nobles, even the most cunning politic
0157
Meanwhile, inside the Vesula Serenity Spa suite, the morning sun began to filter through the soft white curtains. Golden light filled the room, casting a warm reflection on the marble walls and the slightly fogged glass.Max had been awake since dawn, sitting on the long sofa with his back straight, his eyes fixed on the tablet in his hands. He did not sleep on the bed, not because he could not, but because he was not ready. Even though Aurora was now his legal wife, their marriage had happened too suddenly, as quick as a decision made in war. There was still an awkwardness between them, two people brought together by fate, not by a love that had grown naturally.Aurora slowly woke up, her eyes still heavy with sleep. She turned to Max, who was sitting not far away, and stared blankly for a moment before sitting up on the edge of the bed. “Have you been awake for long?” she asked softly, her voice hoarse from sleep.“Yes,” Max replied briefly, his voice deep and calm. He turned o
0156
Until dawn, Chief Furod had not moved an inch from his place. The lights in the spa lobby were dimmed, leaving only the soft glow of hanging lanterns that swayed gently with the air conditioning. The faint scent of lavender lingered in the air, mixed with the cold aroma of coffee in Furod’s hand—it was his fourth cup since the previous night.Several times, the spa attendants approached him politely. “Chief, we can prepare a guest room for you to rest for a while. We promise, as soon as Mr. Max comes out, we will call you immediately.”But Furod only shook his head, his voice low but firm. “No need. I will wait here,” he said.Different attendants came and offered the same thing, yet his answer never changed. He remained seated on the long bench in front of the reception desk, a position that allowed him to see anyone exiting the spa hallway. Sometimes he stood up quickly whenever he heard footsteps coming from inside, hoping it was Max. But every time it turned out to be a staf
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Meanwhile, somewhere else… Chief Furod walked quickly through the gleaming white marble hallway, his breathing slightly heavy from rushing. His neatly pressed uniform contrasted sharply with the tense expression on his face. In his left hand, a digital tablet displayed streams of news about the Max Corp scandal, which had spread across Vesula within hours like fire sweeping through dry grass. When he arrived at Vesula Serenity Spa, where Max and Aurora were resting, Furod went straight to the reception desk. “I am Chief Furod, Vesula Police Department. I need to meet Mr. Max right now,” he said firmly, his voice respectful but authoritative. The young receptionist flinched slightly, then bowed politely. “I am sorry, Chief, but Mr. Max has given instructions not to be disturbed during his session. He said he wishes to enjoy a quiet time with his wife.” Furod fell silent. He could have forced his way in—after all, as the highest-ranking police officer in Vesula, he had the a
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The voice on the other end sounded calm. Too calm. “Frans,” Max said softly. “Mr. Max,” Frans straightened his back as if standing before a general. “The situation is terrible. The line of applicants is gone, and several employees have run away. The news is spreading too fast. If we don’t act now—” “Do not disturb my honeymoon, Frans.” Max’s tone remained steady, without the slightest hint of stress. Frans froze. He closed his eyes, trying to process those words. Their company was being hit by the wildest rumor in its history, and yet Max could sound this calm? Deep inside, he wanted to scream—how could Max be so relaxed right now? But he did not dare to say a word. After all, Max was not an ordinary man. He is the national hero. “Sir…” Frans spoke carefully, “I only meant—” “Frans.” Max interrupted gently, but firmly. “When something you did not do falls upon you, do not panic. Silence and calmness are the two strongest shields before taking action.” Frans bowed his hea
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